Zhong Mingwei looked at He Chengzhi's tears and suddenly remembered what He Chengzhi had said to him in Ningguta before -
"Back then, a memorial with a few lines of red comments led to the death of my parents, the death of my brothers and sisters, and the death and separation of me. I was the only one left alive in the whole family who arrived in Ningguta. I have had a weak body since childhood and I am not a martial artist, but I still did not dare to delay for a single day. I got up early and went to bed late, and practiced hard to acquire excellent skills, so that one day I could avenge my parents and brothers and sisters..."
"So, in order to get to the capital as soon as possible to find out the whereabouts of your sister, you gave up the opportunity to take the imperial examination and instead participated in the military examination?" Zhong Mingwei said in a deep voice, looking at He Chengzhi with complicated eyes. The slight disappointment in his heart just now disappeared at this moment. He suddenly had a deep understanding and sympathy for He Chengzhi's change.
"Yes, Your Majesty is wise," He Chengzhi was startled, then nodded, wiped his wet eyes, and pursed his lips bitterly, "To be honest with Your Majesty, I have been influenced by my father since I was young, and I am obsessed with poetry and books. I originally disdained martial arts, but since I went to Ningguta, I finally gave up literature and turned to martial arts. To be honest, a criminal like me, even if I am very talented, has no way out, so what's the point of studying?" At this point, He Chengzhi curled his lips in self-mockery, then paused and said, "Although I think so, I have never been able to really put down poetry and books over the years. Later, I went to Kyakhta, and thanks to the planting of General Kyakhta, I was able to learn martial arts. "I have received the rare opportunity of His Majesty's amnesty. I feel that I can finally give up my military career and pursue literature. I will always have the opportunity to realize my ambitions. General Qiakhtu is also willing to sponsor my expenses for the future examinations, but if I want to take the examinations, I can only come to the capital the year after next at the earliest," He Chengzhi sighed deeply, shook his head, and continued, "But I can't wait to come to the capital to check the whereabouts of my sister. I don't know if my sister is still alive, but even if there is a little hope, I can't give up. If my sister is still alive, how did she survive all these years? I dare not think..."
Having said this, He Chengzhi could no longer speak. He covered his face tightly with his hands, and his whole body twitched uncontrollably, unable to stop for a long while.
Yes, if my sister were still alive, how much suffering would she have endured over the years? How could a four-year-old child learn to be a slave little by little under the palace walls, learn to lie down in front of a noble and be a well-behaved and docile dog?
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He Chengzhi couldn't think any further. All these years, what had kept him going was nothing more than his parents' unrevenged death and his sister. Now that Zhong Mingwei had ascended the throne and issued a general amnesty, the charges against his parents had been cleared, but what about his sister? Where was she?
He Chengzhi really couldn't wait any longer. He saw that his son was already four years old. He felt heartbroken when he saw his son's innocent smile every day. That year, his sister was only this old. The little girl who spoke in a baby voice and loved to act like a spoiled child was suddenly thrown into the palace as a slave. She...
Can she hold on and survive?
He Chengzhi couldn't bear it. Compared with finding his sister, what was the fate of being doomed to be separated from poetry and prose? Compared with his ambitions and his sister, what were they?
So, he once again gave up poetry and books. Fifteen years later, he returned to the capital again. As a warrior, he overcame all obstacles along the way and finally became the top martial arts champion. Only then did he have the opportunity to meet the emperor and ask Zhong Mingwei for help today.
"Your sister was taken into the palace as a slave at the age of four?" After a pause, Zhong Mingwei spoke, but his voice was a little deep.
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